Question not, nor wonder why
Twist not knots in thy mind
Much is mystery beneath the sky
Meant not to know whilst in thy prime
Understanding lies not in fruit unripe
Sweetest fruit is aged and cooked
Pull your freedom from nature’s pipe
There lies the knowledge you’ve overlooked
by Magus (Kevin Trent Boswell)
Fertile Green May Not Be Overcome
You shall never diminish,
If no more so than in my mind
You have succeeded thus far, fair lady
In clearing the dust from my table
To replace that foul antiquity
With fresh linens and the lovely flowers of
Your feminine presence
Perhaps now, may I prove myself worthy
To sit here and dine, beneath the light
Of your intoxicating grace
Fertile green may not be overcome
No lasting path shall be cut
Through the forest of your youth
The increasing resilience of your spirit
Will cause you to flourish and grow wild,
Beyond the dreams of men and dogs
Never pausing to contemplate
The futile mutterings
Of half-hearted fools
Fertile green may not be overcome
By Kevin Trent Boswell, ©️ 2018
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